“But he has a huge Talent. How do you hide that?” Thad insisted. I shrugged, as it was obvious that a full explanation would be needed before he w...uld be satisfied.“Let’s go inside and I’ll explain,” I told the two of them, and we went inside to the small parlor.I explained what we knew about Allen’s Talent and how it had been hidden. Uncle Thad looked less and less happy the more that he heard. The final straw was when I told them that Allen worked for the FBI.“He works for the FBI and you. She then decided to tease the 40 year old married man. She moved her body slowly to the music, moving her hands softly over her body, running her fingers through her hair. When she saw she had his full attention, she took off her t-shirt and danced around in her bra. Then she slowly started unbuttoning her jeans and hooking her thumbs inside the waistband. She started moving her hips while looking directly into his window. Then she slowly pushed her jeans down over her hips, revealing her. "The bra now. Take it off." But you said-" Take it off. You know the arrangement and I won't be explaining it again." Fine... If I do it then..." She knew there was no point in finishing the question and reached back to unclasp her bra. She held it in place in front of her, hesitating for a moment to finish taking it off, but she understood the situation she was in and complied.She dropped it to the floor, revealing her perfect tits for a moment before bringing up her arms to cover them. "Okay. Nat's been bugging me about doing something for it for the last few weeks, and I suspect I'll end up doing something--if only to make her happy." Aw, that's sweet. Of course, I should supply the stereotypical guy's response to that as well." She made a whipping motion."Ha ha. Very funny. Next thing you know, Nat'll be riding me into the dining hall on all fours, yelling, 'Giddyap, horsie.'"She made an unsuccessful attempt to smother her giggles. "You said it, not me." True enough." I assumed a.